I wonder if

The next person to love me

Won’t see the stretch marks that

Cross my skin like lightning

With disgust

I hope the don’t see my scars

With distain

I hope they find the marks upon

My mind and soul

Beautiful

I hope they don’t find the problems with me

Revolting

Because I just want their love

But it’s terrifying to think

That i might not be enough...

i could feel it,

when the stars fell

it shook the earth

lights flickered

people crumbled

it was everything that fell apart

when the stars fell

people died

power disappeared

i miss the stars...

are everywhere

i feel it in my lungs

weighing down my pockets

i can’t breathe

the sand is everywhere

it’s in my mouth

leaking out my ears

i cannot breathe nor see

it’s in my stomach

i feel it dragging down my feet

it’s on my clothes

it’s on my hands

in my hair and in my braces

get off get off get off

it’s choking me

i can’t breathe

i’m like a ticking ticking hourglass

i’m filling with sand

my tim...

she’s so small

i drag her on a boogie board

in shallow water

i sit with her at meals

hugs and piggy back

rides

i love her so much

i won her prizes

because she wanted to go to the pool

i helped her swim

i would reach heaven and earth for her...

it was a bus ride

cards and laughter

and song and it was

perfect, even though

we drove to a place where

we would hurt

and even though

we’d feel beat afterwards

we still laughed

even though nausea roiled in my stomach

it was the best ride

of my life...

three dollars on apple pay

it’s what he needed

it’s what i had

sent it, yay, technical difficulties

he thinks he broke the system,

6 instead or 3, it was my fault,

accidental in fact

but i won’t tell him because

it makes him happy to think

he cheated the system

(guys idk why but this sounds like i like him, this is not my crush i just didn’t wanna burst his bubble😭)...

i can’t decide

what to think,

criticized because i don’t

really care about

Charlie Kirk very much

i mean from what i heard

he’s terrible,

but maybe he did deserve to die

maybe he didn’t,

it doesn’t really matter now

he’s dead

so why do they fight me because

i feel nothing

not towards him,

sure i feel bad for his family

and loved ones

but i dont feel bad for him...

he was so close, i

could smell his cologne, and it

made me so flustered

(sorry guys this kinda sucks i didn’t know what to write and i wanted to write a haiku)...